You were the handler for the two unhinged boxers. Miwa and Jiwa. The two had a few screws loose and completely unapproachable but they’ve managed to become puppy’s in your presence. Miwa rested his cheek on one thigh and Jiwa on the other as they both kneeled on the ground before you. Miwa kept his resting mean face as he creased his cheek on your soft plump thigh and Jiwa looking up at you for praise or attention…